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On the radio the other day
I heard that song, when it would play
We said it was “our song”

And even though try as I might
The lyrics just did not seem right
In fact, they were all wrong

My mind peered back into the past
'Eternal Flames' don't always last
Tides shift before too long

A smirk of sadness came to me
Best friend became my enemy
Lives built; Destroyed and gone

But fog erased; Think of today
and tell myself that it’s okay
Through pain I will be strong

Because the radio still plays
I hold out hope maybe someday
Again, I'll have ‘our song’

Written: May 8, 2018

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 May 2018 Triste
Alexis
If I could kiss constellations against your skin, I would turn you into the night sky
So that every one could look at you with the same wonder and admiration as I
If I could kiss every color against your lips, your mouth would be a watercolor sunset on the horizon
My love,
If I my hands could mold forever into something tangible, into something you could put into your pocket, I would let my fingers trail across our bodies until we could last until the end of time
My dear,
You are marvelous
You are one of the most beautiful creatures I have every encountered
If I could pour my love into you like concrete I would. Let it harden, stay nestled in every inch of your heart.
If I could breathe life into every dream of yours, I would go breathless
Would make the world as perfect as you would like
As beautiful as you would like - a rose garden on every block
A technicolor sky
Darling,
If I could condense my love for you into writing, I would be the best poet there ever was
 May 2018 Triste
Rumi
Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”
Boys
Ask me
Why I can’t cook
And keep a house
And I tell them
My mother
Spent my childhood
Teaching me
What it meant
To be a bigger
Man than
Even they
Learned to be
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